mother's day pictures

homemade mango ice cream

need i say more? it is in the ice cream maker as i type... is your mouth watering yet? i have to log off now and reapply my pepper line in the kitchen. i am daring the ants to cross it.

just for katy

in case you were wondering... she's growing into her crack.

my monkey

don't let the skinny arms fool you... she is a climber and pretty quick on the monkey bars also.

holding hands

on may 1, john david and i celebrated eleven years of marriage. we visited a bed and breakfast in lynchburg over the weekend and enjoyed some furniture shopping in farmville on saturday. it was a nice change of pace to walk around (without a purse/diaper bag, sippy cup and snacks) and actually hold my husband's hand. once you have children you realize how infrequently you hold the hand of your spouse... we are always holding the hand of one of the children. we have had some wonderful moments and moments that were not so great. but through it all GOD has been FAITHFULLY GOOD. so, here is a quick look at our life by the numbers... three years of dating, one wedding, 4,015 (and counting) good night kisses, two and a half year battle with infertility, one ectopic pregnancy, one successful in vitro (one unsuccessful), three precious children, 13,140 (and counting) diaper changes, two houses, five cars, three job changes, one church change, numerous road trips, four plane rides with children, and the death of one parent (my father-in-law). john david is a loving husband even on those days when i am unlovable. he provides for our family so that i can enjoy the benefits of staying home with our children. his biggest downfall is his love for the washington redskins... but as long as he tolerates my love for all things peyton manning, i can deal with that.

...seriously...

so i call the children inside for dinner and they are having a tiff over who is supposed to pick up what toys in the backyard. after a vigorous hand washing, they start setting the table and i get pulled into the fray...

little man: "mommy, m1 is staring at me and it looks like she is saying i am stupid in her brain"

...not godly...

little man and i were picking out pictures to hang in his room. we decided to get some clip frames so we could hang his artwork and easily switch things out every once in a while. the choices were narrowed down to four... two that are easter themes, one with a dump truck and other vehicles and the last was abstract in nature. he decided on the two easter ones because, " i like the others mommy, but they are just not Godly". ummmm, okay.

ps. the "crab" pillow is also his artwork made from hand prints. oh, and his bed was my dad's that he used as a little boy (he thinks he got it when he was about 4). it was all scratched up and dull from being in the attic, but i scraped the finish off, sanded out the dings, stained it and then shined it up with a poly coat. absolutely love that we have that treasure in our possession.